26
Everything about this silver-haired fox turned Steve on. The way his voice rumbled under the tarp. The scent of his manhood as the breeze made its way from the crack. The rasp of his breath as the material flapped in the wind while he kissed Steve up and down his neck, brushing his bristles along his skin.
It all turned Steve on more than he could handle. If it weren’t for the pleasure he was about to receive, he would have been worried that he’d explode.
“Would you like that? To suck my cock, make me happy?” James asked, swallowing Steve’s lips with his hot moist mouth.
“Yes, sir,” said Steve, his cock rock hard now. He eyed the man’s big cock with a hunger he had never known before.
“Good, that’s what I wanted to hear.” He rolled onto his back and Steve took his shirt off, tossed it aside, and there was a clang as his phone hit the metal frame of the truck.
“Shit, my phone,” Steve said as it slid to the corner and beeped.
“Don’t worry about it,” said James, panting. Steve didn’t give it a second thought as he kissed his way down to James’s crotch, trying to taste as much of him as he could.
Mmm. The musk of the man filled Steve’s senses. He wanted to swallow those hefty balls whole, but somehow he restrained himself. First, he needed to please his man. That was his job, and he’d savor every moment of it. To turn on such a large, muscular, experienced man brought Steve as much joy as receiving it. Again, he had to count himself as lucky for being blessed this gift.
Kissing him from his ripped abs and bellybutton, down his happy trail, James moaned and squirmed, his body flexing with every move.
The taste of the man’s skin on Steve’s tongue delighted him to no end. He ran his long tongue across James’s hips and down to his balls. He kissed around the base of the cock, careful not to put it in his mouth just yet.
James’s cock twitched in gratitude as he moaned, “Fuck, man.” The response encouraged Steve to keep going, flicking his tongue down the side of the older man’s balls, still teasing the base.
The salty flavor of his balls, as Steve opened his mouth to engulf James’s testicle, was such a turn-on. He’d never had a ball in his mouth before, and didn’t know how he had lived his life up until this point.
“Holy fuck,” said James. “Goddamn, you’ve got a hot mouth.” His hand rested on top of Steve’s head as he bobbed up and down, licking the spot between James’s balls and ass.
The man rocked his hips up in pleasure, pushing Steve’s head down, encouraging him to keep going. Steve could tell that he wanted his cock in his mouth…but not yet.
“Oh, yeah. Suck those balls. That’s what Daddy likes,” said James, his bass voice thundering. Steve devoured his other ball, nipping it a little.
James gripped Steve’s hair in his hand. “Shit, man. Oh, yeah.”
Steve couldn’t get enough, blowing hot air as he licked and sucked James’s balls. “Mmm, you taste good.”
James gripped Steve’s hair and yanked his head up so he’d look directly at him. Without flinching, James gritted his teeth and breathed, “I told you to suck my fucking cock.”
“It’s kind of big,” Steve said playfully. He watched the enormous head bounce up and down. As much as he did want it, he wasn’t sure if he could fit the whole thing in his mouth.
“Did you hear what I said?” asked James.
“Yes, sir,” said Steve, opening his mouth and finally swallowing the head first. Fuck, he tasted good. That big head, the slit releasing salty precum.
He allowed it to slide down past his tonsils into his throat. At first, he had to keep himself from gagging, the huge member blocking his airway, but then his throat relaxed and he took it all in, going deeper and deeper.
James arched his neck and bucked his hips up in pleasure. “Jesus. Your mouth was made for sucking.”
Wrapping his wet lips around the man’s cock, he slid it in and out of his mouth and throat, enjoying every second of pleasing his man, the way he was meant to do.
James’s hand pushed Steve’s head down, nudging him to keep going as he bucked his hips up and down and groaned. And still Steve sucked. They would need the jaws of life to get this dick out of his mouth now.
The manly rumbles only made Steve want to please him more. Harder, faster, wetter, Steve sucked that cock like it was nobody’s business.
Each time, the older man’s bucking rhythm matched Steve’s own efforts of sucking.
“Holy fuck, I’m going to cum. I need to pull out,” said James.
“No,” Steve said, shoving the cock further in his mouth. He could feel the dick pulsating in his mouth, getting ready to blow its load, and he wanted—needed—all James’s milk. The older man wasn’t willing to say no, either.
“Fuuuuuck!” James said, his low voice gritty as his body jerked and convulsed involuntarily.
The milk spat down Steve’s throat like a sprinkler, coating it as if showing James’s gratitude for a job well done. Mmm, it was more than Steve had ever imagined it could be as he slid his mouth off the huge tool. Then, as more dribbled out from the tip, he stuck his tongue out, licking it all up. He didn’t want to miss a single bit.
God, he loved the taste of him. He wiped his mouth, his other hand still wrapped around the base, and the sweat dripping from the sides of his face as he watched this powerful man rendered completely helpless.
Now, that was a cock sucking. And a cock worth sucking.
James opened his eyes, about to say something, when a confused expression spread across his face. “What’s that?” James asked.
James turned his head to the side and Steve did the same. “What’s what?” Steve asked, with no idea what the man was talking about.
Steve turned pale. James didn’t even need to tell him as Steve looked at his cell phone and heard the muffled sound of his best friend through the crumpled-up shirt.
“That voice,” said James, swallowing.
Steve’s eyes widened. When his phone crashed into the side of the car, it had turned on. And worse, it had been on the whole time. He must have butt dialed his friend.
“Hello? Hello?” said Dennis.